Chapter 191: Prince, you're somewhat miserable

"Mommy, the bunny is so cute, let's not eat it, okay?" Yue Yue's tender voice carried a hint of innocence.

Jiang Yunchu's hand, covered in flour, poked her forehead and smeared a bit of flour on it.

"No, dumplings are meant to be eaten!"

"Huh?" the little girl's voice held a hint of disappointment, "Then... okay."

Though little bunnies are cute, compared to Mommy, they're not worth looking at.

"But..."

Jiang Yunchu looked at the disappointed treasure, then took out the wooden little rabbit from her clothes' pocket; lately when she thinks, she unconsciously plays with it, its color has darkened, taking on a dark reddish hue.

"I'm giving this to you." Jiang Yunchu handed the dark red wooden rabbit to Ning Yue Xue's hand.

Ning Yue Xue looked at the lifelike little rabbit, her eyes lit up, "Mommy, it's just like a real bunny."

Especially those lively eyes, exactly like a real rabbit's.

"Do you like bunnies?" she looked at Yue Yue and smiled.

The little bean quickly nodded, "I like it, it's so cute!"

Jiang Yunchu pinched her chubby little cheek, "But it's not hygienic; if not cleaned often it'll get smelly, and it needs daily care—do you still like it?"

Ning Yue Xue thought for a moment, then lifted her head, "Mommy, I like it."

"I used to be smelly too, I always got myself dirty, and Mommy still liked Yue Yue."

"Yue Yue will also like them."

Children speak without restraint……

Jiang Yunchu couldn't help bursting into laughter; even Ning Hanmo was amused by his sister's words.

In a small fire room, the laughter of the mother and two children carried far away.

"Prince, you're somewhat miserable." Fang Yundong lay beside Ning Chengyan, hearing the lively scene over there while his own surroundings were bleak.

This formed a stark contrast.

They had disguised themselves; today they came because there was progress on the grain matter, Ning Chengyan secretly entered the palace to see his imperial elder brother, hiding nothing except the part concerning Jiang Yunchu; everything else was laid out fully.

"With such a family, I'm still a lonely solitary person!"

Inside the house motherly and filial, outside a lonely solitary person!

Is this getting married? It's worse than not getting married!

Ning Chengyan's gaze was like that of a killer, directly aimed at Fang Yundong, "If you can't speak, just shut up."

"Also… hurry back to the manor, don't wander around my residence if there's nothing to do."

Fang Yundong gave a hehe laugh, "Oh dear, I forgot to look at the sign when I came in—turns out this is the Regent Prince's Manor!"

"General, if you don't say, your subordinates wouldn't know!"

……

Ning Chengyan glanced at him, that look full of chill.

Fang Yundong usually likes to joke, harmless, but this general knows that if he doesn't leave now… things will go bad!

"When the general's family is reunited, I won't disturb."

"Subordinate takes his leave."

He dashed off in a puff of smoke……

That speed, as if something were chasing him from behind.

The night grew deeper; the children ate the dumplings they themselves wrapped, each feeling content.

Because it was New Year's, Ning Hanmo also stayed overnight in the Rhyme Courtyard, though he slept in a side room.

Yue Yue was already sleepy, yet she clung to Jiang Yunchu's arm, refusing to let go, "Mommy, Happy New Year, Yue Yue wishes you……"

"May you be forever happy, forever beautiful, forever young, forever ageless, able to grow up with Yue Yue."

"Yun Chu, you're the best mommy."

As the little girl spoke those words, she was already dazed, her eyes could hardly stay open.

After insisting on finishing her words, she immediately started snoring.

Jiang Yunchu couldn't help laughing, then rubbed her chubby little cheek; over the past half year, the little girl has gotten fatter.

Little one, being a bit chubby is cute.

She placed Yue Yue on the bed, then got up and went to the study.

Because it was New Year's, she specially had the household staff hang lanterns in every courtyard; the Regent Prince's Manor was brightly lit.

"Happy New Year." Ning Chengyan softly said upon seeing the woman who pushed the door open.

Under the bright lights, theoretically the couple who had been married for half a year only now counted as meeting formally for the first time.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at him, "Magnificent Prince of Da Ning, climbing roofs every day, what's your fetish?"

Her martial arts have now gotten started, and she persists daily, making rapid progress.

Her martial arts training speed is such that even Ningguang everyone feels shocked, growing too fast; yet considering her daily effort, she forcibly added weight to herself, the sandbags on her legs never taken off since.

She also felt it was natural.

"Isn't this shameful?" Ning Chengyan utterly disregarded her attitude, putting on a roguish air.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at him askance, pursing her lips.

When one is base, the world is invincible.

What can she do?

She came to the study, not to see Ning Chengyan.

But her son, before going to sleep, told her that on the study desk he had placed a New Year gift.

All she saw was a candied hawthorn; the syrup on the candied hawthorn was somewhat brownish, not very clear, and some hawthorn pieces hadn't stuck the syrup well.

Looking at this candied hawthorn skewer, she unconsciously pictured her son's clumsy, busy appearance.

Besides the plate holding the candied hawthorns, there was also a letter.

She didn't look at the letter; instead she picked up the candied hawthorn, took a bite—the syrup had been cooked a bit too long, giving it a slight bitterness, yet overall the flavor was uniquely pleasant.

Ning Chengyan glanced at her, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing.

"If it's not tasty, don't eat it; don't force yourself."

He spoke softly, but didn't move.

Jiang Yunchu raised her eyebrows and said, "My son made this; the taste is still not bad."

"Even if the flavor isn't good, it's still the child's intention—how could I not eat it?"

Immediately after, she also gave him a contemptuous look.

Ning Chengyan rubbed his nose, thinking, "Alright, my good intentions are being treated like waste—he isn't afraid she won't like it, yet he still forced himself to finish it?"

Instead, it became his fault!

"What brings you back this time? Do you need my help?" Jiang Yunchu raised her head and looked at him.

Ning Chengyan shook his head; the main reason he came back today was that the New Year had arrived—he had been away for many years and hadn't spent New Year at home in a long time.

Moreover, today his mind kept flashing with her image; only after seeing her did his heart settle.

He also didn't know what had come over him; previously, besides Da Ning, his thoughts were only of those training troops, but now in his free moments his mind was filled with a certain figure—and for General Ning Chengyan, this feeling was unfamiliar.

"I went to the palace to report on the grain matter, but I concealed your information."

Ning Chengyan spoke softly, then placed the book in his hand onto the desk, watching Jiang Yunchu finish the candied hawthorn down to the last bit.